The vibrations between my legs, his fingers teasing my clit, and his lips to my neck forced me over the edge. But, I knew better.
His lips trailed along my ear and my mouth gaped open as my eyes fluttered closed. I leaned into him, feeling him kiss my ear before tugging my earlobe with his teeth.
“Chase, please, let me come,” I pleaded, grinding back harder against him. He groaned, rubbing my clit faster and I moaned, feeling the muscles in my stomach tighten. “Please, Chase,oh— please,” I begged, feeling my orgasm near.
My arousal trickled down my inner thigh, and if he didn’t give me permission soon, I wouldn’t be able to hold it in.
His mouth and hands dropped from my body and I heard his footsteps as he walked away from me. I bit down on my teeth, fighting against my orgasm. The vibrator between my legs forced satisfactory tingles to crawl throughout my body.
His footsteps approached me, and the soft touch of material—most likely leather— trailed up the outside of my thigh.
His voice was dripping in an authoritative lust. “Count. You miss one… I’ll start again.”
I held my breath in anticipation and the material sliced through the air, landing with a smack to my thigh. My moan echoed through the room as I arched my back.
My tremulous voice replaced my cry. “One.”
The material left my thigh before it came crashing down again, this time, on my right thigh.
I winced, squeezing around the vibrator. “Two.”
The material whipped through the air again but this time, on the same spot. I whimpered at the contact, feeling my skin tingle. “Three.”
By now, my legs were numb and shaking as I fought to close them, but with the bar, I couldn’t.
He didn’t miss a beat when he sliced the whip through the air, smacking my other thigh and I squeezed my eyes shut, moaning his name. A tear trickled down my warm cheek as my chest heaved for oxygen. “Chase, please….” I whimpered, desperate for his permission. He struck my thigh again and again and again and— I moaned. “Oh, please,” I choked out. “Please let me come.”
His voice was deep—dark. “Are you close?”
I nodded immediately. “Yeah.”
My arousal trickled down my thighs as he took two steps closer.
He dipped his hand lower between my legs, pulling out the vibrating toy and my heart sank.No.
My chest heaved as he stepped back, making me lose the warmth of his body.
My voice was strangled. “No.”
His tone held a firm command that made my stomach twist. “Don’t disobey me again.”
I was entirely lost, hearing him retreat. I could feel every pulse in my neck as my heavy heart rate steadied.
I opened my mouth to protest, but I knew better than to go against him. My body ached with need and frustration, but I bit my tongue, accepting that this was my punishment.
And it was a fuc—a punishment. It was a punishment.
He disappeared behind me, and I threw my head back, closing my eyes as my chest still rose and fell deeply. I triedslowing my breathing down in an attempt to calm the adrenaline pumping through my veins.
My thighs were buzzing in pain.
Eventually, his presence behind me was back before he lowered himself, loosening my ankles. It felt like a relief when I could finally close my legs again.
He loosened my blindfold and I squinted my eyes, adjusting to the dim light.
He wrapped one firm arm around me and my wrists trembled as he undid the cuffs. I collapsed into his arms with a shaky breath.
“Easy,” he whispered, carefully lifting me into his arms—bridal style.